My experiences with mature women in Qingdao

Let me first introduce some relevant information about this woman :

In our phone calls and text messages over the past two weeks,

I learned that she comes from out of town,

the place known for its radish peels being better than Yantai apples and Laiyang pears. She's been in Qingdao for almost a year and works at a large foreign supermarket. She's a typical respectable woman, very

shy, and embarrassed to discuss prices or anything else. She repeatedly said that she didn't want to do this, but

because of financial difficulties, she resorted to this.

The day before yesterday, we arranged to meet this morning. Since Qingdao is a national tourist destination, we

could have , but as everyone knows, hotel prices in Qingdao have been

skyrocketing these past few days. Rooms that used to cost around 100 yuan now cost 200-300 yuan.

It's also difficult to book a room, and she shares a room with a colleague, so she only has

time . She calculated that her colleague would be at work this morning, while she wouldn't start work until 2:30 pm, so

she arranged to meet this morning the day before yesterday. The supermarket she mentioned has branches in both the South and North districts of Shinan and is quite large. Yesterday,

to specifically went to both districts to look for her and finally found her at a stall (

she answered my phone, so I knew it was her, but she didn't).

At 9:00 AM, when her colleagues were almost at work, I contacted her and arranged to meet

at her house at 10:00 AM. I quickly got up, showered, and ate breakfast. By the time I was ready, it was already 10:00 AM. I rushed downstairs and,

with great difficulty, managed to hail a taxi and hurried to the designated location. Right at the intersection in front of the Bank of China, I finally saw

her, not wearing her work clothes. She was petite and looked quite innocent, and she was embarrassed as she called me from her cell phone

. I had already noticed her. So we met up and went up to the top floor. It was a two-

bedroom apartment with two bedrooms, shared by four people. Another room was occupied by a student couple, and this room was

shared by her and her colleague. There was a small bed, a tiny spring mattress, and some foam on the floor. She explained that she

slept on the bed, while her colleague slept on the floor.

Entering the room, I gently touched her. She blushed shyly and said she wasn't used to

doing this with a strange man. She told me not to rush.

We sat down on the foam mat on the floor, leaning against the blankets. I found the phone; Qingdao Channel 2 was playing a

Chow Yun-fat movie. Naturally, I reached out and put my hand on her shoulder. She sighed deeply, and I

pulled her into my arms. I clearly saw tears welling up in her eyes. From

those tears, I could see the hardship and helplessness of her life.

She had just washed her hair, her beautiful hair cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall. With my silver tongue, I found her

ear; just a light touch, and she trembled all over. I knew that with this kind of respectable woman, I couldn't

rush things; I needed to flirt. I hadn't shaved since May 1st, and today my beard was a perfect

balance of soft and firm, so I gently kissed her shoulder with my stubble. In less than five minutes, her body began to

soften, and she let out soft, suppressed moans. I slowly unbuttoned her clothes and pulled down

her bra. Her breasts weren't

large; they were the kind you'd call "nail breasts." I didn't rush to stimulate her breasts, but instead kissed her mouth

while gently stroking her abdomen with my fingers, causing her to tremble in waves. She turned around and

eagerly and proactively embraced my neck. I placed my hand on her nipple, gently rubbing it until it

quickly hardened . I broke free from her embrace and gently removed all her pubic hair. Good heavens, there was barely any

hair, less than what I'd had on a 15-year-old girl. After gently stroking her thighs for about two

minutes , I reached for her paradise. It was already aroused, just like Qingdao now, with peach blossoms in full bloom,

bright spring sunshine, and babbling brooks. I gently moved the head of my penis around the entrance, wanting to go straight in and

find my lover. She promptly informed me that I needed to use a condom. So I put it on and entered her. Just as

I entered, she tensed up and let out an exaggerated "Ah!" Each time I entered, she would make a

corresponding soft moan, which aroused me and made my fighting spirit grow stronger. The sun was strong, and I was working up

a lot of sweat, so we took a break midway.

She lay on her side in front of me, her back to me. I held her breast with one hand and played with her pubic hair with the other,

finding it quite amusing. After about five or six minutes, the sweat dried, and I felt waves of desire from stroking her pubic hair, while

she continued to moan in my arms. I rolled over and entered her directly. This time,

I didn't use a condom, and perhaps because of this, her reaction was very strong. Her face shone brightly as she writhed, her

eyes devoid of any intense light, only filled with a blissful haze. I entered and withdrew repeatedly.

Deep in , shallow out, three in, one out, nine shallow, one deep… I kept changing the rhythm of my penetration, letting her experience the unexpected entry amidst

her anticipation. Suddenly, I lifted her left leg, and diagonally

thrust deep into her vagina, each time feeling her clitoris tremble. She completely abandoned

the shyness of a respectable girl, moaning and groaning loudly, as if enduring great pain, yet also as if experiencing

unbearable pleasure. She suddenly said she wanted to be on top of me, and I said okay. But as soon as she sat up, she wanted to put on

a condom, so I used my mind to soften my penis. Seeing that she had no choice, she sat down on the ground in

frustration glanced helplessly at my penis, and started watching TV. I suddenly pressed her to the ground, and my penis quickly became erect.

I then deeply entered her small, secret place, completely unprepared for her.

She told me she couldn't take it anymore and tightly gripped my hand; there are still deep marks from that grip. I turned

her over, made her kneel on the ground, and raised her little buttocks high. After I came out, some glistening fluid

clung to her vulva. I entered her from behind, and she cried out repeatedly. I stroked

her buttocks with one hand and kneaded her breasts with the other. During my thrusts, she couldn't support herself with her hands, and her entire

upper body collapsed onto the sponge. At the most crucial moment, I pulled out and ejaculated onto her buttocks and back.

After wiping away the semen, we lay together, watching TV and chatting. She got up to go to the toilet, put on her

clothes , but only wore a small mesh panty underneath, revealing a few sparse, very

alluring pubic hairs.

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